In this unknown mountain range, the wild wolf had been sobering up from the apocalyptic panic just now, it ran into a mess of dirt, as if it smelled something under the dirt, and dug down with all its might, and after a while, it dug out a dry palm, and it bit it hard, trying to enjoy the food in front of it, and suddenly, that hand reached into its throat.

The wolf struggled desperately, but could not escape, and at the same time, a stream of bright red blood gushed out of its throat and flowed into the dry hand. The wolf's body quickly dried up, and after a few moments, it turned into a skinny, withered corpse.

The earth swelled, a head sticking out of the soil, dry gray hair, Huo Ran is ghost, he didn't even die. But half of his shoulder was gone, and the wound was wriggling flesh, and after sucking the wolf's flesh dry, he breathed a sigh of relief, but there was still a look of horror in his eyes.

Ghost Tu looked around vigilantly, the vision had completely subsided, and he muttered to himself, "What the hell was it just now, how could there be such a terrifying aura?"

After a while, he changed to a stinging expression, and there was endless viciousness in his eyes, "I almost died at the hands of that kid, what are the origins of those two boys?"

Ghost Tu pondered for a long time, but he had no clue, and wanted to give up first, but when he thought that everyone else was wiped out except him, and he couldn't go back to make a difference, he felt uneasy in his heart. He lingered for a long time, not daring to go back to his life, nor knowing where the three teenagers were, and even if he wanted to avenge the shame of these few times, he didn't know where to go to find them.

Suddenly, a huge aura suddenly came, and the ghost figure raised his head in horror, only to see five figures with unusually tall bodies, holding jet-black war knives, and wrapped in heavy black iron armor slowly walked over, the steps of the black armor people were extremely heavy, even if they stepped on the soil, they also made a sound like gold and iron clashing, and the whole forest seemed to tremble faintly in their steps.

Ghost Tu subconsciously wanted to avoid these people who frightened him, but when a pair of eyes on the mask of the first black-armored man and demon firmly locked his figure, a deadly dangerous aura surged around him, so that he did not dare to act rashly, Ghost Tu watched in horror as the five black-armored people walked towards him step by step.

The black-armored man came up to the ghost figure and looked down at him condescendingly.

The cold eyes made Ghost Tu restless, and in the suppressed breath, Ghost Tu asked in horror, "Who are you?"

The black-armored man didn't answer his words, but said silently, "Why are you contaminated with the blood of the young master?"

"Could it be those three boys?" Ghost Tu was puzzled, looked at the hideous mask armor close at hand, and only after a moment did he suddenly say, "You are the Ghost Face Army of the Shura Palace?"

Ghost Tu finally understood that one of the three teenagers was the young master of the Shura Palace, but he naturally didn't dare to say what he wanted to do until they died.

The black-armored man said indifferently, "You just need to answer my question. ”

Ghost Tu smiled unnaturally: "I passed by here, and saw three young men fighting with the fierce beasts in the mountains, seeing that they were invincible, they helped each other, but they had already gone away, and I don't know if there is anyone you are looking for." ”

The black-armored man stared at the ghost, with a puzzled expression on his visor, and after a while, he suddenly said: "You are lying, the wounds on your body are still stained with the blood of the young master, and they must be caused by the fight." ”

The black-armored man stared down at the ghost.

Ghost Tu said in shock: "Misunderstanding, I didn't know that he was your young master, and he didn't mean to offend." ”

The black-armored man said coldly: "Offend the young master, kill." ”

As soon as the word "kill" came out, the rolling blood gushed out from the body of the black-armored man, drowning the ghost picture.

Ghost Tu shouted in horror: "You can't kill me, I'm the second prince's man." ”

"No matter who hurts the young master, he will definitely die. ”

The four people behind the black-armored man stepped forward at the same time, and the tumbling blood and qi pressed the ghost figure almost all over the ground.

Ghost Tu's body suddenly erupted with a strong black qi, forcibly breaking free from the restraints, and his body turned into a black streamer and fled into the distance.

The black-armored man was not surprised, nor did he immediately catch up, he looked coldly at the fleeing ghost map, slowly raised the battle knife, a large stream of blood and qi converged on the war knife, and the black blade turned blood red.

The black-armored man slashed at the ghost figure with a knife.

Ghost Tu looked at the imminent blood light, showed a desperate look, and shouted, "No......"

The ferocious sword qi spanned hundreds of miles, shattering the black streamer, and the figure of the ghost figure disappeared completely.

The black-armored man raised his eyes and looked around, and said in a deep voice: "The young master has been to this mountain range before, but he can't feel his breath at the moment, has he already come to open?"

He suddenly looked in one direction, his puzzled expression did not decrease, and he was silent for a long time, and the group of five people headed towards the south......

In the ruins, after crossing the river of death, Pang Jing finally came to his senses.

In this unknown mountain range, the wild wolf had been sobering up from the apocalyptic panic just now, it ran into a mess of dirt, as if it smelled something under the dirt, and dug down with all its might, and after a while, it dug out a dry palm, and it bit it hard, trying to enjoy the food in front of it, and suddenly, that hand reached into its throat.

The wolf struggled desperately, but could not escape, and at the same time, a stream of bright red blood gushed out of its throat and flowed into the dry hand. The wolf's body quickly dried up, and after a few moments, it turned into a skinny, withered corpse.

The earth swelled, a head sticking out of the soil, dry gray hair, Huo Ran is ghost, he didn't even die. But half of his shoulder was gone, and the wound was wriggling flesh, and after sucking the wolf's flesh dry, he breathed a sigh of relief, but there was still a look of horror in his eyes.

Ghost Tu looked around vigilantly, the vision had completely subsided, and he muttered to himself, "What the hell was it just now, how could there be such a terrifying aura?"

After a while, he changed to a stinging expression, and there was endless viciousness in his eyes, "I almost died at the hands of that kid, what are the origins of those two boys?"

Ghost Tu pondered for a long time, but he had no clue, and wanted to give up first, but when he thought that everyone else was wiped out except him, and he couldn't go back to make a difference, he felt uneasy in his heart. He lingered for a long time, not daring to go back to his life, nor knowing where the three teenagers were, and even if he wanted to avenge the shame of these few times, he didn't know where to go to find them.

Suddenly, a huge aura suddenly came, and the ghost figure raised his head in horror, only to see five figures with unusually tall bodies, holding jet-black war knives, and wrapped in heavy black iron armor slowly walked over, the steps of the black armor people were extremely heavy, even if they stepped on the soil, they also made a sound like gold and iron clashing, and the whole forest seemed to tremble faintly in their steps.

Ghost Tu subconsciously wanted to avoid these people who frightened him, but when a pair of eyes on the mask of the first black-armored man and demon firmly locked his figure, a deadly dangerous aura surged around him, so that he did not dare to act rashly, Ghost Tu watched in horror as the five black-armored people walked towards him step by step.

The black-armored man came up to the ghost figure and looked down at him condescendingly.

The cold eyes made Ghost Tu restless, and in the suppressed breath, Ghost Tu asked in horror, "Who are you?"

The black-armored man didn't answer his words, but said silently, "Why are you contaminated with the blood of the young master?"

"Could it be those three boys?" Ghost Tu was puzzled, looked at the hideous mask armor close at hand, and only after a moment did he suddenly say, "You are the Ghost Face Army of the Shura Palace?"

Ghost Tu finally understood that one of the three teenagers was the young master of the Shura Palace, but he naturally didn't dare to say what he wanted to do until they died.

The black-armored man said indifferently, "You just need to answer my question. ”

Ghost Tu smiled unnaturally: "I passed by here, and saw three young men fighting with the fierce beasts in the mountains, seeing that they were invincible, they helped each other, but they had already gone away, and I don't know if there is anyone you are looking for." ”

The black-armored man stared at the ghost, with a puzzled expression on his visor, and after a while, he suddenly said: "You are lying, the wounds on your body are still stained with the blood of the young master, and they must be caused by the fight." ”

The black-armored man stared down at the ghost.

Ghost Tu said in shock: "Misunderstanding, I didn't know that he was your young master, and he didn't mean to offend." ”

The black-armored man said coldly: "Offend the young master, kill." ”

As soon as the word "kill" came out, the rolling blood gushed out from the body of the black-armored man, drowning the ghost picture.

Ghost Tu shouted in horror: "You can't kill me, I'm the second prince's man." ”

"No matter who hurts the young master, he will definitely die. ”

The four people behind the black-armored man stepped forward at the same time, and the tumbling blood and qi pressed the ghost figure almost all over the ground.

Ghost Tu's body suddenly erupted with a strong black qi, forcibly breaking free from the restraints, and his body turned into a black streamer and fled into the distance.

The black-armored man was not surprised, nor did he immediately catch up, he looked coldly at the fleeing ghost map, slowly raised the battle knife, a large stream of blood and qi converged on the war knife, and the black blade turned blood red.

The black-armored man slashed at the ghost figure with a knife.

Ghost Tu looked at the imminent blood light, showed a desperate look, and shouted, "No......"

The ferocious sword qi spanned hundreds of miles, shattering the black streamer, and the figure of the ghost figure disappeared completely.

The black-armored man raised his eyes and looked around, and said in a deep voice: "The young master has been to this mountain range before, but he can't feel his breath at the moment, has he already come to open?"

He suddenly looked in one direction, his puzzled expression did not decrease, and he was silent for a long time, and the group of five people headed towards the south......

In the ruins, after crossing the river of death, Pang Jing finally came to his senses.